While waiting for the dishes to be served, Feng Qian turned on her phone and looked at the hot searches on Weibo.

What happened at the airport in the morning, Feng Qian didn't know if anyone had taken any pictures to make a fuss.

After she clicked in, she looked through it, and there was no hot search about the incident at the airport.

The only relevant one, the title is, the movie emperor set off to shoot a new movie, and the itinerary was revealed.

There was no mention of airport congestion.

Feng Qian tilted his head slightly, presumably, either was suppressed by the company, or the fragment used some supernatural means.

But there is no such thing as scandal, which is also a good thing.

Before long, the dishes came one by one.

Feng Qian's stomach growled with hunger for a long time, and the little girl's dark eyes stared straight at the attractively colored and steaming dishes on the dining table.

Shi Bai tilted his head and glanced at the little girl beside him, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he took a bowl and handed it to Feng Qian.

Shiying Emperor took chopsticks and filled the girl's bowl with vegetables, a rare thoughtful move.

He said, "Eat more."

Feng Qian said that there is no problem, and it is delicious to eat when you are hungry.

When Shi Bai poured two glasses of red wine, he picked a glass between his fingertips, put it to his lips and took a few sips slowly, his eyes fell on the inexplicably cute girl.

He silently added in his heart: The little assistant is a little... too thin.

When half of the wine in the glass was drunk, Shi Bai pushed another glass of red wine in front of Feng Qian.

The girl raised her head, looked at the wine, and shook her head.

"I don't drink. A little will get you drunk."

Shi Bai's light gaze fell on the girl, but he didn't speak.

He silently leaned over to take back the red wine handed to the girl. The red wine glass swayed at his fingertips, and the crystal liquid reflected the light, which was a little blurry and intoxicating.

Mr. Actor looked down at the red wine in his hand.

Will you get drunk?

What would it be like to be drunk.

He was suddenly curious.

Shiying Emperor put back the wine glass, took a dessert with chopsticks and put it in the girl's bowl.

Feng Qian took a bite and ate it.

After chewing, I felt a little strange, and the faint wine smell filled my mouth instantly.

Feng Qian blinked his eyes and turned his head to look at Shi Bai.

"Is there... wine?"

The actor winked innocently, his delicate and beautiful face bathed in the light.

"Sorry, I forgot it was boozy," he said.

Feng Qian: "..."

She has eaten it.

It feels like... the alcohol level shouldn't be too high.

There's nothing weird about it now.

Should... not be drunk?

Feng Qian was suddenly a little unsure.

Later, after a meal, Feng Qian felt very awake, probably not drunk.

After dinner, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon.

The bodyguard drove them back to the hotel.

Lunch is a bit late, Feng Qian doesn't plan to eat dinner, and when you are hungry at night, you can eat some small biscuits to fill your stomach.

So she went straight to take a shower.

…

When the girl walked out of the bathroom in a suspender pajamas with her long hair loose, she saw the little fox lounging on her bed.

The little fox opened his dark eyes, glanced at the girl lazily, and continued to lie down on the bed listlessly.

After Feng Qian paused, he raised his feet and walked towards the bed.

Did the shards turn back into foxes?

Feng Qian squatted down, keeping his head at the same altitude as the little fox.

She stretched out her index finger and tapped the other's little nose.

The little fox's eyelids moved, and he opened his eyes to look at her with a faint gaze.

Feng Qian coughed lightly: "You little guy actually followed here, uh, let's take a bath first."